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THAT GUY (Explicit)

Tyler, The Creator
2026-06-232:38 นาทีมีเวลา LRC

"THAT GUY (Explicit)" เป็นเพลงของ Tyler, The Creator, 2026, Pop ความยาว 2:38, 71 lines / 548 words

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0:02Them niggas used to press me on the carrot-colored bus
0:06That's why I'm paranoid now cause niggas weird and really bums
0:18Hey now say now I'm all about them bands
0:20Shit I'm on bitch you wouldn't understand
0:22Hey now say now I'm all about my guap
0:24AP? Richie? Hmm not on my watch
0:26Cause brodie said "don't even press the issue"
0:29Yellow boogers in my earlobe I need a tissue
0:31Oh my God I'm really that guy
0:35Yeah bitch I'm outside
0:37LaFerrari popping on the 40 with the 5
0:39One ticket two ticket three ticket four million
0:41Put that lil Maybach truck in the garage
0:44Lil Bunny Hop out you seen me at Thе Pop Out
0:46Pandemonium screaming like they brought Pac out
0:48Stop it with the chitchat we airing out the kickback
0:50Big stud energy the way I get my lick back
0:53Hey now say now I'm all about them bands
0:55Shit I'm on bitch you wouldn't understand
0:57I'm the suspect baby I don't play victim
1:00I'll buy that nigga building just to evict him
1:02What that Coachella pay like?
1:03It was eight figures
1:04Why don't I fuck with them guys?
1:06Cause I hate niggas
1:07Oh my god I'm really that guy
1:10I got my Chuck Taylors on but they look like loafers
1:13I ain't sitting with you niggas
1:14Fuck I look like Oprah?
1:15Rather put em in the ground you niggas look like gophers
1:17Open doors for my niggas bitch I look like chauffeur
1:20RIP The Ruler keep it sewer
1:22Stack the gouda mind ya business eat the cooter
1:24Oh my God I'm really that-
1:29I was up at Westchester dodging all the high beams
1:31Gardena swap meet shopping bogus Ice Cream
1:33I'm a Hawthorne baby shit is not warm baby
1:35Four or five main bitches
1:37I am not yours baby
1:38All these women is a habit
1:40Boyfriends mad cause they thought I was a f
1:42Hey now say now get sticky like a Hun Bun
1:44You will never be the main guy you're a plus one
1:47300k in four days CHROMAKOPIA
1:49Twelve days gold I ain't even drop deluxe one
1:51Sold a million tickets first day for that new stage
1:54Want smoke?
1:54We can puff one
1:55One whip two whips black bitch blue strips
1:57Green face Grinch Tyler on his Dr.Seuss shit
2:00True shit I can put a number where your roof is
2:02Paranoid cause niggas beef curtains they got loose lips
2:04Oh my God I'm really that guy
2:08Hand claps congrats never said to me
2:10Put him on a Pro Club that nigga dead to me
2:13Stop with that fake shit stop with that fake shit
2:15Stop with that fake shit just stop with that fake shit
2:18Le flEUR* got me fitted in my best
2:19If you got a problem with me nigga get it off your chest
2:22Nigga what?
2:23Get it off your chest
2:25Get it off your chest
2:26I am not a tough guy nigga get it off your chest
2:28I'm the type to bust on her and just lick it off her breast nigga
2:31I'm a freak I don't beef
2:33It's a bird it's a plane
2:34Bitch it's T
2:35Cuttin niggas off want the rope?
2:37Aight come get it
2:37You don't love me
2:38You love the optics that come with it
Them niggas used to press me on the carrot-colored bus
That's why I'm paranoid now cause niggas weird and really bums
Hey now say now I'm all about them bands
Shit I'm on bitch you wouldn't understand
Hey now say now I'm all about my guap
AP? Richie? Hmm not on my watch
Cause brodie said "don't even press the issue"
Yellow boogers in my earlobe I need a tissue
Oh my God I'm really that guy
Yeah bitch I'm outside
LaFerrari popping on the 40 with the 5
One ticket two ticket three ticket four million
Put that lil Maybach truck in the garage
Lil Bunny Hop out you seen me at Thе Pop Out
Pandemonium screaming like they brought Pac out
Stop it with the chitchat we airing out the kickback
Big stud energy the way I get my lick back
Hey now say now I'm all about them bands
Shit I'm on bitch you wouldn't understand
I'm the suspect baby I don't play victim
I'll buy that nigga building just to evict him
What that Coachella pay like?
It was eight figures
Why don't I fuck with them guys?
Cause I hate niggas
Oh my god I'm really that guy
I got my Chuck Taylors on but they look like loafers
I ain't sitting with you niggas
Fuck I look like Oprah?
Rather put em in the ground you niggas look like gophers
Open doors for my niggas bitch I look like chauffeur
RIP The Ruler keep it sewer
Stack the gouda mind ya business eat the cooter
Oh my God I'm really that-
I was up at Westchester dodging all the high beams
Gardena swap meet shopping bogus Ice Cream
I'm a Hawthorne baby shit is not warm baby
Four or five main bitches
I am not yours baby
All these women is a habit
Boyfriends mad cause they thought I was a f
Hey now say now get sticky like a Hun Bun
You will never be the main guy you're a plus one
300k in four days CHROMAKOPIA
Twelve days gold I ain't even drop deluxe one
Sold a million tickets first day for that new stage
Want smoke?
We can puff one
One whip two whips black bitch blue strips
Green face Grinch Tyler on his Dr.Seuss shit
True shit I can put a number where your roof is
Paranoid cause niggas beef curtains they got loose lips
Oh my God I'm really that guy
Hand claps congrats never said to me
Put him on a Pro Club that nigga dead to me
Stop with that fake shit stop with that fake shit
Stop with that fake shit just stop with that fake shit
Le flEUR* got me fitted in my best
If you got a problem with me nigga get it off your chest
Nigga what?
Get it off your chest
Get it off your chest
I am not a tough guy nigga get it off your chest
I'm the type to bust on her and just lick it off her breast nigga
I'm a freak I don't beef
It's a bird it's a plane
Bitch it's T
Cuttin niggas off want the rope?
Aight come get it
You don't love me
You love the optics that come with it

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